Great Power Technology

The screen lit up again, but to Ye Zhou's surprise, what he saw in front of him was just a white light.

Where is this?

Ye Zhou turned his head in confusion, but soon, a soft voice came to his ears.

"Don't move, don't move. Don't turn your head, concentrate, and empty your mind. We are about to start the AVS transmission. What you can see now is a white noise background. How about it? Do you feel that there is white in front of you?"

Ye Zhou was stunned for a moment. Only then did he realize that he was playing a blind man in this simulation.

He desperately tried to see clearly the white void in front of him, but no matter how hard he tried, the non-existent sight could not focus in the void.

This feeling is like closing one eye and trying desperately to find the light on the eyelid with the closed eye.

Even if you shine a flashlight over your eyes, you will never feel the light.

After a moment of silence, Ye Zhou shook his head and replied:

"I can't see anything. It seems to be white, but I can't tell. This kind of white is too empty."

Hearing his words, the gentle voice replied:

"This is normal. Your visual signal has not been established yet. Wait a moment and we will start right away."

Hearing her words, Ye Zhou was confused for a moment. He didn't understand what the other party meant by "get ready", but the next moment, a warm hand held his wrist, and then Ye Zhou's nerves Tighten instantly!

He saw it.

However, what he saw was not as normal as he thought.

It was a bunch of completely distorted and messy colors and lines. The color and shape could not be distinguished. The picture was changing every second. Whenever Ye Zhou wanted to look at it intently, those lines disappeared again. No trace.

crazy.

As visual signals continued to come in, Ye Zhou's mind began to lose control, and even his rationality began to gradually disappear. His body kept trembling, and cold sweat broke out from behind involuntarily. Almost in an instant, the clothes underneath him The clothes were already soaked.

Then, those crazy colors gradually turned into shadows. Its blackness swallowed up all the colors of visible light and rushed straight into the depths of Ye Zhou's soul. From this blackness, Ye Zhou could clearly feel his own insignificance. , in front of it, there is no room for survival.

Ye Zhou's emotions almost collapsed, but every time his spirit touched the bottom line of collapse, the talent of the "resistor" brought his reason back from the abyss. Ye Zhou was both happy and scared at the moment. He didn't know that this was the case. How long will the torture last?

In the seemingly endless chaos, Ye Zhou slowly regained some order.

Those pictures that were originally illogical gradually began to form illusions.

Splattered flesh and blood, black smoke from the explosion, a man with a distorted face who roared silently, black guns, white snow, a gray sky, and a flame that seemed to be engraved in his mind and gradually approaching in front of him.

These things rushed towards Ye Zhou like scenes from a 3D movie, but with the blessing of the resister's talent, he struggled to maintain the stability of his body.

"What do you see?"

As if he noticed that Ye Zhou's mood was beginning to stabilize, the doctor on the side asked softly.

Ye Zhou breathed a long sigh of relief, forced himself to calm down and said:

"War, those things on the battlefield. We...can't be on the battlefield now, right?"

"Of course not, we are in the ward! You have passed the hallucination stage, you are the first!"

There was unconcealable joy in this voice. Ye Zhou was stunned for a moment, and suddenly understood the meaning of his simulation.

Yes, what he needs to perceive is not just the technology, but also all the patient's feelings on the eve of regaining vision.

Only by truly acquiring all the feelings in detail can it be possible to carry out targeted optimization for this so-called AVS technology. Such optimization includes but is not limited to the intensity and frequency of the electrical signal, the period of electrical stimulation, fault tolerance and model optimization, etc. Wait, etc. Once anything goes wrong along the way - no, even if nothing goes wrong, illusions will occur.

Facts have proved that such an illusion cannot be pleasant.

Recalling the scenes he had just seen, Ye Zhou almost felt like he was looking directly at the ancient god Cthulhu.

Can anyone really complete the experiment under such intense stimulation?

Thinking of this, he asked:

"How many other experimenters were there before me?"

The gentle voice was silent for a moment and then replied:

"Many, many failed, and we don't even know why. Can you see it now?"

Ye Zhou shook his head gently.

"It's still an illusion, but these illusions are starting to become regular. I can barely distinguish some things. It seems to be the sun over there. No, it's not the sun. This shape is a desk lamp, right?"

"It's a desk lamp!! Doctor Su! Doctor Su! Come on! Success!"

While speaking, Ye Zhou felt the palm on his wrist suddenly loosen. Then, he heard a hurried voice in his ears, and a twisted human shape appeared in his sight.

This human figure is still flashing, just like the black and white TV with unstable signal that Ye Zhou saw when he was a child, melting into the background, but if you look carefully, you can distinguish his shape.

"Can you see me?"

A deep voice came from the man's mouth. Ye Zhou nodded and replied:

"able."

"How do you feel now?"

"It's messy. I've eased it now, but before it was a disaster. My visual system was completely destroyed. After seeing things again, all the neural reflexes had to start learning and adapting again, and all the signals came to my brain. It's all unfamiliar, and the computing power of the neurons is almost exhausted. It feels like... like throwing a three-dimensional creature into a four-dimensional space."

"This won't work. The stimulation of electrical signals must be gradual. Your algorithm needs to be modified. You need to first identify the part of the signal that is only responsible for the outline, and then build a visual perception system starting from the outline, then further to light, shade and color, and finally Recognition of complex images”

After hearing Ye Zhou's words, the face in front of him showed a surprised expression - this expression seemed extremely exaggerated to Ye Zhou, as the lines of his mouth almost ran through his entire face.

"What you said is very professional! Yes, we are indeed optimizing according to this idea, but we have encountered a problem. If we only start learning from lines and outlines, every time we enter light and dark learning, the perception system established in the early stage will Everything will be broken again, and we have to start training again, and in the end it will be a vicious cycle. Do you have any suggestions for this?"

Ye Zhou pondered for a moment. With the blessing of the "decision-maker" talent, he almost immediately figured out the key to the problem.

"Frame rate. You're ignoring frame rate."

The man in front of him suddenly froze on the spot, and then he held Ye Zhou's hand tightly.

After a few minutes, the picture in front of Ye Zhou gradually stabilized, and the outlines and lines were basically solidified. Although what appeared in front of him were still black and white prints with no color, no depth of field, and even no light and shade, at least, he really can be seen.

He slowly sat up from the bed, and the nurse beside him quickly held his hand.

Ye Zhou did not refuse. With the help of the nurse, he struggled to find his slippers on the ground. Then, he put on the slippers with his paper-like feet and began to walk forward.

The problem of having no sense of distance and space was extremely serious. Every time he took a step, Ye Zhou had to re-adjust his balance, but in this slow step-by-step progress, he finally arrived at his destination.

That's a mirror.

From the mirror, Ye Zhou saw his face.

At this moment, he did not have mechanical prosthetic eyes in his eye frames as he had thought before, but instead wore a huge, complex-circuited helmet full of cyberpunk style.

Ye Zhou could barely identify the laser radar used for ranging, the high-resolution camera used for image recognition, and the not-so-small computing unit and energy supply unit from the helmet's device.

The exploration of eyes for thousands of years has been condensed into one at this moment, and it has been condensed into eyes in a new sense.

But his real eyes are actually still covered by a black eyepatch at this moment.

Ye Zhou raised her hand and carefully unhooked the blindfold from the back of her head. The nurse on the side seemed to want to stop her, but the doctor held her hand down.

Ye Zhou discovered that his eyes were still closed.

During this simulation, I seemed to have forgotten how to blink.

He paused for a moment in confusion. The facial recognition module on the helmet seemed to detect his closed eyes, and the originally stable picture was instantly replaced by darkness.

It seems like this is an instinctive system.

You see it when you open your eyes, and disappear when you close your eyes.

Ye Zhou took a deep breath, and the next second, he suddenly opened his eyes.

The picture surges forward, the colors slowly appear, and the light and dark light and shadow begin to flicker.

There was something touching in his heart.

At this moment, the power of technology forcibly opened his third eye.